Although the Blood Dragon Knights were welcoming and provided the highest living conditions for Valed and his group within their ability. But the more they did, the more awkward Valed felt. However, he had no choice but to solve it. Although he said several times: "Just just ordinary ones." The other party still agreed while providing them with higher specifications.

This made Valed more uneasy. Especially after talking to Orah, his intention to cooperate with the Chaos Dwarves and the possible battle against the Dwarves Kingdom, the father-in-law immediately expressed his willingness to hand over all the 150,000 undead troops under him to Valed for command when Valed launched an attack. At the same time, half of the Blood Dragon Knights, that is, three hundred Blood Dragon Knights, will be sent to the front line to cooperate in combat.

"I don't know much about mountain combat. But the cavalry may not be able to be used. The combat effectiveness of our Blood Dragon Knights may be reduced." After saying this, Orah added a little apologetically. It seemed that he felt that he was not doing well enough.

“Thank you very much for your support.”

So, Valed finally couldn't stand it: "But I think that without falling into a general decisive battle with the Dwarf Kingdom, we, Sylvania, should maintain a certain amount of mobile troops to deal with the Sigma Empire, the traditional ally of the Dwarf Kingdom, which is possible to take an offensive against us."

After hearing what Valed said, Orah was silent for a few minutes, and then asked tentatively: "Then I will give you two more Blood Dragon Knights companies to help you defend the western border?"

Vared was so excited that he couldn't speak. His hands were trembling when he pointed at Orah.

"Do you think it's too little? I really want to help, but at the Blood Dragon Knights Fort, there must be a company of Blood Dragon Knights stationed. After all, there are quite a lot of green skins here."

Orach obviously misunderstood what Valed meant and couldn't help but start to complain. He didn't feel sorry for his family business in Natchedov. Instead, he was worried that he could not stop the green skin and brought losses to Sylvania - he still had the same knightly demeanor as before. It seemed that the word "knight" had been engraved into his bones.

Seeing the bitter corners of his future father-in-law's mouth, the smile on the corners of Valed's mouth became even more bitter: "I don't mean that, Chief Orah. I'm sincerely speaking, your generous assistance is enough to move any vampire. Even if he is a heart-warming cold-blooded guy. But...

I mean, you don't have to do this, it's too much.

You support our communication with the Chaos Dwarf. Then the Chaos Dwarf's technology and knowledge will naturally be fully imparted to the Abehracin family. We will naturally share the benefits brought by you. If a war really happens, you will dispatch certain troops to the best of your ability and we will fight together.

I think this is fair, cooperation, and good. Your almost self-abuse-based assistance will only cause us to be uneasy."

When Valed said such words, Orah couldn't help laughing. Valed was so puzzled. After he finished laughing, Valed asked carefully: "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"No, there is nothing wrong at all. Or rather, it's just too wonderful - do you want to be a duke, right? Do you want to be a duke of Sylvania mean that?"

At that time, Valed was stunned. He thought to himself whether this father-in-law was proficient in prophetic magic? Where is this? How could he connect with it? How did he know that he had ideas about the title of Duke of Sylvania?

But soon, Vared understood why his expectant father-in-law said such words.

"We Abe Hracin, the Son of the Blood Dragon, have always maintained this way of survival. We are also proud of this way of survival. We protect the entire Sylvania, and are willing to do anything for it. We are willing to sacrifice, willing to lose our lives. We are willing to give everything. And we have always felt that Sylvania needs our protection unless..."

Speaking of this, Olahlsch paused and looked at Valed with his eyes calmly: "Unless Silvania has a ruler who is enough to protect it."

Vared didn't take his words, lowered his head and said nothing. He thought in his mind what this prospective father-in-law meant. Orah did not force or persuade him, and continued to say on his own:

"Indeed, a ruler, a good ruler who is sufficient to integrate the entire Sylvanian power and revive the vampire. At that time, we, the Dragon Knights, need not continue to guard. We will follow any commands from that Lord, and fight for it."

After hearing this, Vared nodded: "I understand, what you mean is that if I become the Duke of Sylvania, you will follow my advice and cooperate with the Castein family with a more correct value orientation, is that true?"

"Whether it is right or wrong! This is our belief and attitude towards life. Please do not comment on the simple black and white right or wrong. But there is one thing you are right next. As long as you become the Duke of Sylvania, our Abel Hracin family will obey any of your orders."

"I understand." Valed sighed: It's not easy for anyone these days, and it's easy to help, but it's so difficult to give people benefits. At that time, Varied drew his sword and rose up. The magic weapon representing the highest enchanting craft of Sylvania, and it was also the Duke of Sylvania in history. Count Kastein's soul-devouring sword aimed at Orach's chest and stabbed it.

Olahe laughed, distracted, and reached out with one hand and grabbed the sword body directly. The sharp sword didn't even break the oily skin on his hand. He pulled it hard in his direction.

Valed felt a huge force "scam" and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand tightly. As soon as his feet left the ground, he headed towards Orach. When he looked again, Orach also held the sword in his hand tightly, facing Valed's chest. He would definitely die if he hit him.

Vared's heart jumped out of the crackle, and he let go of his sword and stopped moving forward. He watched Orah continue to stab the sword, bent down and avoided the opponent's attack, and at the same time he wiped his left hand at the mouth of his boot. The short sword from the ancient empire was touched out, and then he stood up suddenly, aimed at Orah's waist and stabbed it-

The two of them stabbed and snatched each other and then flashed and went over. It was five moves. The Blood Dragon Knights were sitting with them, and Annie, who wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. The crowd was stunned. The light flashed in front of them, so even the shadow could not be seen clearly. The sound of dodging was extremely close. Everyone felt that it was a "buzzing" sound, and they could not hear it.

——When I looked again, I saw Valed flying out like a shell and "boomed" and smashed the two walls before stopping.

"good."

Vared his head and just as he was about to get up, he heard this sentence. Then he punched him in the head like a meteorite. He immediately stretched out his hand, stretched his hands flat, and then he met with a sharp pain-

The opponent's punch was a false move, and the real attack was a kick that stepped on his stomach - the wind pressure alone made Valed feel uncomfortable, and his internal organs almost squeezed into a cake. If it was really done, he would have to wait until half of the wall and the floor were broken.

So Vared, ignoring his image, rolled to the side, and then a carp jumped up, dodging left and right, retreating, avoiding the combined attack of Orah's long sword and fists. At this moment, the short sword flew away and was not sure where it was gone. Without weapons, it would definitely not work, so he shook his hand and the staff fell into his hand, and gently knocked the tip of the staff and a sharp spike protruded. Vared took this as a short spear.

When his right hand touched again, Valed was still hiding the black magic sword given by his teacher Asta in the sub-space. He also took it out. The short spear in the left hand replaced the short sword, but the long sword in the right hand was still there. In this way, the Earl of Castein returned to his armed forces.

"Very good, then let's continue." Orah chuckled and waved the long sword in his hand a few times. Only then did Valed see clearly what kind of sword was in his hand, it was just a wooden stick - the legs of the table that had just been removed from under the table. Orah didn't know what method he used, so he cut the front part of the wooden stick into a sword shape in just a few seconds.

"No, I think I've lost." Vared sighed and took back all the weapons:

"You can exert such power by just taking a stick made casually. You don't use the most suitable weapon you usually have. You even retain a lot of energy to control your strength in order to keep the fragile stick from being cut off. In this case, you can calmly suppress me. If I ask to continue to fight, I will be ungrateful."

"Is that true..."

After hearing Vared say this, Orah showed a very obvious disappointment expression: "In fact, it has been a long time since no one can fight me to this level. I really didn't expect that the next person who can compete with me so many tricks is not a Blood Dragon Knight."

After hearing what he said, Vared, who was originally a little disheartened, became a little alive again: "So what do you mean is that you can support me to be the Duke of Sylvania?"

After hearing what Valed said, Orah was also surprised: "Who told you that you have to fight me to become the Duke of Sylvania?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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